Chapter 57

The powerful breath crushed everything in the forest.

Mu Ge cursed in his heart: 'Sad reminder! ’ But suddenly I heard an unforgettable voice—

"Xiao Ge'er is not good again."

That should be arrogant, noble and indifferent tone, but there is a sweet and deadly doting.

Mu Ge was stunned for a second, but the next second, he felt that he had fallen into a warm and powerful embrace. Even through the clothes, she could feel the firmness of her muscles.

The familiar scent rushed up and penetrated into the tip of her nose.

Then, an unparalleled handsome face appeared in her eyes. It was like a god, handsome and without waves, and the facial features that could not pick out a single flaw seemed to be glowing with a faint glow.

"Voyeur!" Mu Ge gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words.

The visitor was stunned for a moment, and the words 'voyeur' followed his ears like ants and penetrated into his heart. Those three words that gritted their teeth reminded him of their first meeting.

Under the cold moon, accompanied by fireflies, an indifferent girl standing alone in the stream to wash her dirty body.

She was the first person who dared to look at him and question him.

However, such a person is not even in the red realm.

When he showed amazing strength in front of her, what he saw was not fear and humility, but a strong competitive spirit.

What's more, she saw his shocking appearance, but she didn't show the look of a nympho like other women. Apart from the amazing look at the first glance, he could no longer see any emotion.

Those calm eyes made his heart, which had been silent for countless years, suddenly beat. It seemed that he wanted to inject his own shadow into those eyes, and he really wanted to see how those eyes broke the peace. .

She is special.

On the face of the world, his handsome facial features with sharp edges and corners gradually softened, and the corners of his mouth evoked a slight smile. He lowered his eyes and looked at the enchanting red-clothed man in his arms. The gaudy red was originally the color he hated the most, but when he wore it on her, he couldn't dislike it, instead he thought it looked great.

As if, in this world, only this strong red can bring out her uniqueness.

The damaged red clothes were stained with a lot of blood and dirt. His body was bruised and bruised, but that stunning little face was full of strong rebelliousness and unyielding.

"Let go of me, old monster!" In the arms of the man in white clothes like snow, Mu Ge didn't show any charm. Knowing that she couldn't beat the person in front of her, she could only express her dissatisfaction with words.

Old monster?

Si Mo's straight eyebrows raised slightly, when did he become an old monster?

"You're injured." Although he was puzzled, Si Mo still held down his confusion and reminded Mu Ge.

Mu Ge had a blank look in her heart, and without his reminder, she knew that she was hurt.

"Nonsense." Mu Ge looked away and snorted coldly.

The indifferent attitude did not irritate Si Mo, but made him even more interested.

"Did he hurt you?" Si Mo's eyes turned back to the usual lonely and noble once he left Mu Ge. When looking at the corpse of the old man Beiming, a murderous intent was brewing in the depths of his amber-like intoxicating eyes.

The people he cares about, are there people who dare to hurt?

"Well, he hurt me, and I killed him. It can be considered a cleanup." Mu Ge replied calmly. She didn't know how she explained such a sentence in a mysterious way.

Si Mo was stunned for a moment and laughed in his heart.

And that counts? Someone hurt her, she killed someone else, is this a two-way cleanup? Although there seems to be something wrong, Si Mo can't deny that he likes this calculation method very much.

In particular, this calculation method is used in Mu Ge. He even took it for granted.

Of course, what if she hurt someone else?

Well, it hurts to hurt. Xiaogeer didn't kill that person, shouldn't that person be grateful to Dade, and thank Xiaogeer for his kindness?

If at this moment, what Si Mo was thinking was known to Gu Ya and Gu Ye who were secretly following, I am afraid they would hug each other and cry, mourning that their master's three views had been gradually distorted.

"Dear me, take this medicine." While speaking, Si Mo's generous palm saw an extra pill with a green glow and a strong medicinal fragrance.

Mu Ge glanced at the medicine pill, turned his eyes away, and refused: "No need."

In Si Mo's eyes, Mu Ge's rejection was like a child making trouble. He frowned and coaxed softly, "Take the medicine and you'll be fine."

"No, no, don't eat."

"Little song is good, just eat one."

"Don't eat it! I warn you to stop calling me such nasty words!"

"You take your medicine obediently, and I'll consider your proposal."

"You get rough!"

The childish dialogue, as the wind spread farther and farther, got into the ears of the two who were guarding in secret.

The two couldn't help but shiver and made eye contact.

'My lord is really sick. ’

'And he's not very ill. ’

'How to do? ’

'No solution……'

The sad and tragic two turned their heads with tears on their faces, for Mao and the others, the wise and martial master, who should not be approached by strangers, had a feeling that he was gradually drifting away?